Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might sound strange and beautiful. You feel disembodied,..
boundless, spinning through space..."

[Jamie
me,
the one you see in dreams
or sinner,
the message is in the mixture
Ugly as they might
Raised the dirt and scum
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my tree and out my
In the alley, a gat looking to bash your head wit it
Watch your blood drain skull onto the ground
And ya to my grave where you will never be found

[Jamie
me,
Not giving a again
and crazy I don't have to pretend
Not Rocky, but I'm sure to your skull
Drink saki, I'm smokin' monkey paw

me,
kids call me Louie
Cause my slugga by my side on the daily,
It to me
It tells me who to on (ride on)
We are a and it's your life we decide on (C'mon)

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Monoxide
me
Standin' in a puddle of
Smokin' a fat ass blunt it up like WHUT??
Feelin' lonely, and all my homies are dead
At least that's what the in my head
said

HEY!!

[Shaggy 2
That's me all up in your mug get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya all fucked up.
When I stop my rims too.
Then i back out on ya face ya motha fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm fucked up and, I got a and the cops
are makin me mad.
Negotiations through watch it on the news because i shot that
fucka right in plain view.
[Shaggy 2
That's me, bitch? You got somthin to say?
Why my knuckles always got you prints all up in em? (ooo)
I skin em. Why ya face so
Little tape on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.

You think you me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Anybody
That's me right behind you, Mad as hell, flarin.
all those strange sounds, in ya face starin.
Knockin over cans, breakin 40 bottles.
Villian from the streets, I'm a role model.

J]
That's me in a wig, swingin a machete.
Pig blood on my chest to bring the like confetti.
me spittin wicked shit, fuck hardcore
I knives in the crowd and have em runnin for the door.
[Anybody
That's me, that's right you shoulda a little better.
I be motha fuckas for whatever, whenever.
Spinkle dust from the inside ya favorite drink.
sit back and laugh and watch that fat ass head shrink.

J]
That's me, the virgin pussy popper, chopper.
Swingin blades like a helicopter. alotta.
That's me and I'm down for the Lotus.
Like a kamikaze I hit the booth and blow this (shit the fuck up.... so shut the fuck up.)

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)